The Lonely Lion Tamer<br>Jonathan LaPoma
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The Lonely Lion Tamer
Jonathan LaPoma

The Lonely Lion Tamer

Jonathan LaPoma


Speak to me with the words shaped

Long before they’re mangled by a tongue—

Trained, like a lion, to rest its teeth

On the skull

Of a man, dressed as a clown.

Hollowed lungs, resonate the guttural roar of life.


That those teeth

Won’t sink

And crush

That funny bone.

The spectators,

Women, men, children,

May cry for blood,

But secretly, they’re happy to return home

In silence

Without those vicious scenes in their heads.


But, don’t mistake my plea

For blood lust—

I just wish, like those lions,

To set your tongue loose.